Life is Good!
When I came in from work this afternoon, I noticed a sight that made me salivate like one of Pavlov's dogs. Friends, a rolling pin coupled with a rounded glob of dough is a happy sight that should warm the cockles of your heart. An angry woman with a rolling pin, on the other hand, is a completely different story.
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| Good things to come... |
Tricia was out milking Rosie, so I began to look around the kitchen for clues as to the identity of the mystery pastry. Aha! Dewberries defrosting...
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| Dewberry Pie tonight |
So Tricia adds a little sugar, flour and cinnamon to the bowl of dewberries.
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| Mixing in the flour, sugar and cinnamon to the berries |
She puts the homemade pie crust in the pie plate. The secret ingredient in this crust is a whole stick of Daisy butter. Gonna be goood.
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| A good lookin' crust |
After pouring the dewberries and a tablespoon or so of lemon juice in the pie crust, we'll add a little more butter.
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| The pie's taking shape |
Now she puts the top crust on the pie and pinches the edges together.
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| The upper crust |
Then we put the pie in the oven and bake at 425 for 45 minutes.
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| Lovin' in the Oven |
About mid-way through baking, Tricia will put a ring around the outer crust to keep it from burning and then she'll remove it when it is about to come out to allow it to brown. Now the pie is ready and is pulled out of the oven to cool. This is an important step. See that purplish, gooey, mass, flowing out of the holes in the pie? Yep, that liquid dewberry 'magma' is hot like molten lava flowing from an active volcano threatening to incinerate anything in its path . If you don't exercise patience and risk putting a forkful of pie in your mouth now, you'll burn all the skin off the roof of your mouth.
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| Hot Fresh baked pie |
Time to call the crew for dessert. The boys came running. We had no visitors tonight, and I know it is not good table manners, but we literally licked the plates clean. Emily Post would be disappointed.
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| Delish! |
What a chore it is to use up this last gallon of frozen dewberries before the fresh crop of berries ripens a little later this Spring. \sarcasm
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